Gemotions

The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the living room as Eleanor, humming a little tune under her breath, finally found the paperwork she was looking for. She’d been reorganizing the filing cabinet, a task she usually loathed, but today felt different. A tingle ran down her spine as she unfolded the crisp document - a bank statement.

Her breath hitched. The account name was unfamiliar. And the balance? Astounding. A giggle escaped her lips, quickly suppressed. She felt a lightness in her chest, a desire to… well, she didn’t know quite what.

A flush crept up her neck as she mentally tallied the potential uses for such a sum. A trip? A new car? A renovation of the kitchen she'd always dreamed of? Her fingers danced over the paper. The idea of *possibilities* made her stomach flutter.